" Eh well I was going to but I forgot, wasn't sure if you would still behere by then so I never mentioned it," George said sounding a bitembarrassed."...h you need to go," Debby piped in excitedly, "it's the event of theyear the one chance for all these country yokels to really put the boatout and dress up," she said with a giggle."Hey you who's a yokel," Gavin said.She pulled a face at him putting her tongue out in jest."No really you need to go," she went on. "George you taking Amanda?". I felt a tuck of my jeans and she undid the button and slid them down, next she pushed me away and reached underneath her skirt and pulled off her black g-string. She hiked up her skirt as I pulled down my boxers. I pinned her up against the stall wall and lifted her up. As i slid my cock into her she let out a quiet moan, but was quickly replaced with deep breathing as I rocked back in forth, every once and a while I would lean in and get deep kiss from her. Then her body stiffened and she let. She was squirming and squealing, telling me to get off, but i wasnt stopping. i grabbed her thighs and forced them apart revealing her slightly wet pussy. she tried to sit up as i pushed her legs wider. slowly i moved in, my throbbing 15 year old cock ready to penetrate for the first time. she tried to stop me but she was in vain."she may be my sister" i thought," but i want this so much". i touched the tip of my cock to her crack, nudging it open. it was damp and her hole was small, tight and. Julie, the young woman in the story, was my age, with short coppery hair like mine, a college student who was visiting home. Too close for coincidence. The longer I thought about it, the more convinced I was that the character had to be a barely disguised version of me. The page Mom had bookmarked was especially exciting -- that first scene of intimacy between mother and daughter."Glorious weather," she said softly, suddenly standing next to me."Mmmm, yes... it is," I replied inanely, my mind.